parallel running rails,
never meeting ends of sea,
we walked on never meeting trails
parallel worlds that exist together
of gods and humans, perfections and imperfections
two sides of a coin, assurances and hesitations
we couldn't be together amongst acceptances and rejections
we started together but travelled aloof
we held our hands, it wasn't adorned
my soliloquy, you engrossed in other thoughts
meeting of eyes could only see barren roads
rekindling the dead, revive to die again
reunite distant souls, stench of lingering pain
intertwined fingers, choking breath
grandeur of our love, now overwhelming bane
-the fallen poet
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